World Wide Martial Art

"Boom!"

Ye Feng opened his bows from left to right, and both fists burst out with black light of destruction. The fists roared out and flew towards the evil wind tornado that towered over the sky.

"boom!"

The moment the evil wind tornado was hit by the fist, it froze in place, and then the tornado stopped spinning.

The storm was like a painting, pieces of it were broken, fell, and became pitted.

"Puff puff……"

There was the sound of vomiting blood from inside the tornado, the huge evil wind tornado exploded, and seven figures flew out from the tornado.

"Is this all you can do?"

Ye Feng stood between the flame giant's brows and waved his hands. He felt that less than one-tenth of the magic elixir in his body had been consumed.

After condensing the magic elixir, the magic power became extremely pure and the power was greatly increased. Ye Feng's use of magical powers became less expensive, but the power became greater.

"It's so cool..."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes, but felt uneasy in his heart. The more powerful the magic pill appeared, the more uneasy he became.

Because the formation of the magic pill was a coincidence, Ye Feng didn't understand it at all. When he broke through to the king's realm, if something went wrong with the magic pill, it would be fatal.

"The most likely thing is that the magic pill exploded, and I was shattered to pieces and my soul was scattered..."

Ye Feng pinched his eyebrows, feeling a little tired, and then turned his attention to the seven evil wind monster elders who fell to the ground.

The evil wind tornado they jointly used was indeed impressive. They were still alive despite blocking Ye Feng's two prison-suppressing fists.

"You, what kind of monster are you!"

The five elders who had been clamoring before were staring at Ye Feng. There were twenty-two eight-stars in their group, and in the blink of an eye there were only seven of them left.

The three tribes joined forces for the first time in so many years, but they lost so completely. Their opponents were not ordinary monsters at all, but extremely terrifying monsters.

"Or should we say that all the monsters in the outside world have reached this level? If this is the case, then all our plans will be a joke..."

The evil wind monster elders began to think wildly. They knew that they were certain to die and were completely in despair.

"I'm not a monster, but you are too weak."

Ye Feng looked at them disdainfully and shook his head, "I gave you a chance. You could have been in peace, but you have to seek your own death."

"Can you tell me what prompted you to do this?"

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. He walked out from the center of the flame giant's brows, and the steps of annihilation appeared at his feet. He walked step by step towards the fifth elder of the evil wind monster. Behind him, the flame giant slowly dissipated, and the annihilation fire floated all over the sky.

This scene is beautiful and majestic, as if the gods on the throne of the nine heavens are descending from the sky step by step. They are powerful and majestic, making people feel endless pressure.

"I, we are here for Lord Poison King."

The fifth elder looked at Ye Feng and felt suffocated. There was an unreasonable panic in his heart, and he couldn't help but speak.

"Lord Poison King?"

Ye Feng was slightly startled. He originally thought that these weird guys were dealing with him, probably because of the old man in red robe below the lake who had been plotting against Hu Ling'er for a long time.

But now it doesn't seem to be the case. The old man in red robe is displaying evil energy, and Lord Poison King is obviously using poison. There is a high probability that he is not the same person.

Because the strong people in the king realm are often only proficient in one aspect, they understand the principle of biting off more than they can chew. If they master too much, they will become good at everything and sparse at everything.

If so, facing existences of the same level, they would only have the possibility of being crushed, so Ye Feng made this judgment.

"Lord Poison King is the common blood master of our three mountains of monsters. We signed a contract with him and inherited part of his abilities, which is why we became so weird."

The evil wind monster clan is very self-aware of their appearance, because they know their origins as low-level monsters.

The three mountain monsters were originally three groups of low-level monsters, and each group had only one three-star monster.

The three three-star monsters from these three groups of low-level monsters all met the Poison King. In order to change the lowly and humble fate of the group, they chose to surrender to the Poison King and became his most loyal slaves.

The benefit in exchange for such a price is part of the Poison King's abilities and bloodline, which transformed them and turned them into monsters.

Although they have mastered powerful power, they have turned into monsters. The three three-star monsters all know that they have done something wrong, but they have been controlled by the Poison King and cannot resist, so they can only die to apologize.

Originally, the three low-level warcraft races hated the Poison King and wanted to stay away from each other, but after signing the contract, they could no longer resist the Poison King's orders.

And they also learned that their lives were linked to the Poison King. If the Poison King died, they would all die.

Therefore, the three lower races could only surrender to the Poison King, and even took the initiative to protect the Poison King, and eventually gradually became the Poison King's most loyal servants until today.

After listening to the story of the fifth elder of the evil wind monster, Ye Feng couldn't help but frown.

"So you are going to deal with us. Is this Poison King wanting us to die?"

"You can say that.

"

The fifth elder was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

In his opinion, they need to capture Ye Feng and sacrifice it to the Poison King, which means that the Poison King wants to eat Ye Feng, so there is nothing wrong with Ye Feng's words.

"Hmph, Poison King!"

A chill flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. The Poison King wanted him to die, so he couldn't be polite.

"You guys must be the monsters from Poxing Mountain."

Ye Feng looked at the evil wind monsters and asked.

He has seen all the monsters in the three mountains. In order to deal with them, he can send out twenty-two eight-star monsters at one time. In the outside world, he can definitely be regarded as a top peripheral force.

After all, even if they are the number one clan in the Bloody Jungle, the Blood Bat clan only has three people in the eight-star realm.

The fact that these three mountain monsters can send out twenty-two proves that there are definitely more than this number in their group. After all, the leaders of the three monster groups have not taken action yet.

For Warcraft, the one who can sit in the position of leader and king must be the most powerful.

Ye Feng even suspected that the leaders of these three mountain monsters were kings. Facing such an opponent, he had to be more cautious, so he wanted to get some information from the fifth elder of the evil wind monster.

"We are the evil wind monsters of Poxing Mountain. I am the fifth elder of the clan, and they are also elders."

The fifth elder seemed to be intimidated by Ye Feng's majesty, and became very cooperative and talkative.

Ye Feng also felt a little strange, but there was nothing wrong with it, so he was too lazy to find out what was going on.

"Tell me, what is the overall strength of the three mountain monsters? Apart from you elders, who else is strong? What is the level of your leader?

"

Ye Feng asked them all at once, and several elders of the Evil Wind Demon Monster showed anger. They were prepared to die rather than tell anyone.

But the fifth elder did not hesitate, opened his mouth and revealed everything, turning the faces of his companions into the color of pig liver.